Poor Leeloo has had a time of it lately... The only escape from the stress has been sleep, but she's had trouble doing even that.
Leeloo: Why is it that all the stars have to align for me?
Leeloo: I've been packing and organizing this stuff for what seems like forever
Leeloo: Toiling over whether I can make it work. Can I afford it? Can I move in time? Will it all fit? Will I be happier?
Leeloo lets out a sigh
Leeloo: I'm beginning to question it all.
Leeloo: Is any of it worth it?
Leeloo: Whats the point of all this seemingly fruitless effort?
Leeloo: All the things I've done in my life.
Leeloo: Things I was once proud of. Things I had thought were worth while and meant something, at least to me.
Leeloo: They've all started to slip away and loose meaning.
Leeloo: I've done all I can do....
Leeloo: I just don't know if it'll be enough.
Leeloo: I hate not being in control.
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